Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 28 Liar
Liu Yonglu looked carefully and found that it was none other than Xiaohu.

Xiaohu was standing in the dark street without saying a word, his black pupils, which never blinked, emitting ink-black color. The pure black color stained his white eyeballs, and his eye sockets were filled with evil darkness.

"What the hell are you yelling about..." His voice was still as flat and dry as if a tape was being played back, but before he could finish his words, he was hit hard on the neck (from the back to the front of the head)!
The slap was so hard that Xiaohu was stunned.

"You are such an unlucky kid. You hang out so late at night and get kidnapped by human traffickers when you come back. You are such a worry to your parents!"

When Xiaohu appeared in the chapel just now, he only stayed for a dozen seconds. Liu Yonglu's attention was attracted by the exploding crabs, and he didn't see him at all. When he suddenly saw Xiaohu, he got angry and thought the child had climbed over the wall and escaped.

Liu Yonglu couldn't tolerate this bad habit. He thought it was very dangerous for a five-year-old child to run around in the middle of the night, so he just walked forward holding the little tiger's collar.

"What's your name anyway?"

In the darkness behind the two men, the outline of a large black dog was vaguely hidden in the thick black air.

The big dog has a slender black body that blends into the darkness. The strangest thing is its eyes. They are amber in color, but in the eye sockets there are countless eyeballs of different sizes crowded together, which makes people shudder.

"I was just teasing you. Have you even forgotten to say goodbye? I'll give you some walnuts tomorrow to nourish your brain."

Liu Yonglu didn't think so much about it. He was still thinking about going back to the monastery to take a bath. The bath water he took at the mass just now didn't smell good, and now his whole body smelled sour.

"No, you're not teasing me."

"Tsk, little adult, you're quite smart." Liu Yonglu remembered that he had brought Xiaohu with him when he went to the circus to meet Mediterranean that day.

"My full name is Ricky Baldwin, but you are still young. When you go to school and your parents haven't taken you away yet, you can take my last name. You will be called Little Tiger Baldwin."

"fraud."

Xiaohu suddenly developed extra senses, which he had never developed since he was born. The Father God did not give them to him, but only wisdom and mystery. The Mother Goddess did not give them to him, but only life and evolution.

These senses are increasing every day, which is something he cannot see from the chaotic nebula. Humans name it curiosity, and curiosity is accompanied by deception.

"Why are you here? Are you hungry? I'll make you some noodles when we get back to the monastery, one for each of us."

Liu Yonglu was really hungry. He remembered that there were dry noodles and eggs in the monastery's kitchen, so he went back to cook a bowl of noodles. He didn't notice the strange big dog behind him.

Xiaohu was pulled by Liu Yonglu and walked towards the monastery step by step. He stretched out his right hand and gestured to the big dog behind him. The darkness that swallowed all the light disappeared along with the big dog, as if it had never been there.

After returning to the monastery, Liu Yonglu took Xiaohu to eat noodles and take a bath, and finally sent him back to his room.

"Go to sleep. I'll get up early tomorrow to do some work. You can have fun by yourself first."

"Story." The sense of curiosity was awakened again.

"Okay, tell me a story. What should I tell you? Can you still sleep if I tell you a story from a Chinese studio?"

"Tie the doll."

This time it was Liu Yonglu who was shocked. He had never heard of anyone listening to crosstalk since he came to this world. How did this kid know how to tie a doll? But the song was not bad. He also loved to listen to it before going to bed when he was a child.

He didn't know that Xiaohu stood there and listened to his performance every night. He had heard it at least three times.

"This child is good. This is my son. I like this child. Your mother has wrapped you up. Hurry and hand you over to the maid..."

In the monastery's small room, Xiaohu lay flat with his eyes open, his black pupils staring at the roof, and Liu Yonglu's crosstalk filled his ears.

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In the study on the third floor of the wax museum, Lewis lowered his head and read the letters, pinching his eyebrows from time to time.

After Liu Yonglu left yesterday, he checked the chapel. Although the believers lost more than a dozen people, he didn't take it seriously. They were all dispensable guys and he could replenish them at any time if he wanted.

But the giant cauldron was completely shattered. It was a sacrificial vessel that had been passed down for hundreds of years and could not be repaired. He did not know how to recast it, and even if he could, it was still a question whether he could afford the cost.

The existence or not of the giant cauldron is closely related to the mass ceremony. The Holy Communion is needed on the Dead Bone Marsh. Without the Holy Communion, the descendants of God the Father will be angry, and this consequence is something he cannot bear no matter what.

Besides, he still needed to save some holy wine, so he took out an extremely simple letter with only a location and time written on it: the location was Sabines Forest, and the time was the beginning of next month.

This was an invitation that he had worked very hard to get. His original intention was to exchange the holy wine for a method, a method to completely lift the curse. He heard that there would be many earthly preachers of the gods watching at the mysterious gathering in the forest, and he might be able to exchange what he wanted from these people.

My distant relatives have been imprisoned in that land for too long, and sometimes I can even feel the violence and restlessness in their hearts.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, and Lewis calmly put the letters away and locked them in the drawer. Five minutes later, four people entered the room. The first two were Charlie and Harroway, high-ranking members of the cult, and the last two were two fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, but their movements were stiff, their faces expressionless, and even their eyeballs did not move at all. They were the two most obedient of all his wax figures.

"Mr. Lewis, we went to Cuckoo River last night with holy communion and holy wine to trade with One-Eyed Mike. But One-Eyed Mike's people... have not shown up yet."

"What!?"

What Lewis was most worried about finally happened. Could it be that his distant cousin had violated the contract with the gods and left the mudflats without permission?

"We waited for two hours and it didn't show up, so we sent out special signals, but it didn't work."

"So you're back with the sacramental wine and Holy Communion?"

Harroway could hear Lewis's anger and continued in a trembling voice, "We searched along the Dujuan River, trying to find a high place to see the situation on the other side, and found this in a shallow beach."

Holloway dodged and the two wax figures were dragging a huge canvas package. When the package was opened, a human-shaped corpse appeared in front of Lewis.

It was an extremely strange and twisted corpse. Below the waist, it had multiple claws that only arthropods have. Its upper body was like that of a frog, with webbed hands and gills at the junction of its neck and head.

The corpse seemed to have been floating in the water for several days, and had long since swollen and turned white, but one could still see the monster's strange expression before his death. He seemed full of fear and expectation, with a creepy smile frozen on his face, as if he was immersed in some illusory dream.

Lewis covered his mouth and nose with a white silk scarf, frowned and observed closely. This was indeed his distant relative, and the holy feet they replaced were the best proof.

But what about the changes in the upper body? There is no similar description in the family's records over the past hundred years. It seems that this is not a harm caused by worldly struggles. Could it be that he accidentally spied on other gods?

Lewis waved his hand and asked Holloway to drag the body away. The wax figure walked into the house, sat down beside an exquisite wax coffee table, picked up the teacup and returned to the original posture.

They have been away from the wax museum for too long, and the weak souls within their bodies can no longer hold on.

After the two left, Lewis kicked the desk hard. Everything that had happened recently was so bad that it even shook his foundation in front of the gods.

There was another knock on the door, and this time it was Dorothy who came in. She had specially changed into a low-cut dress today. The waist belt bound her slender waist perfectly, and highlighted her charming chest.

"My dear, you look unhappy. Are you angry?"

Dorothy tried to pick Lewis' cheek with her hand, but Lewis grabbed it roughly.

"Mr. Dou is here. Didn't you call us in this afternoon to listen to his long speech?"

Lewis's expression improved a little at this time. Yes, he still had this Dou. JR. Nivar, who was an expert in the knowledge of gods. He could ask him about both One-Eyed Mike and the reforging of the new cauldron.

"Bring him in... Never mind, I'll go down and get him myself."

Dorothy frowned, and Lewis' mood seemed to have made a 180-degree turn. The anxiety on his face disappeared, replaced by anticipation and joy.

Liu Yonglu had been invited up for less than three minutes when all the high-ranking members of the sect arrived. Liu Yonglu took a quick look at the 20-plus people and saw that half of them were young and beautiful women.

The senior executives were also looking at the young man next to Mr. Lewis with curious eyes. He was not very old, with a thin face and messy brown hair. What was most puzzling was the mysterious smile on his face. That smile seemed to have some kind of magic that made them curious and couldn't help laughing.

There was such a big commotion at the shelter last night that the higher-ups actually got some information based on hearsay. It was said that an investigator had infiltrated the middle-level levels and that the gods were forced to show up.

In the end, it was this Dou.JR. Niwar priest who turned the tide and invited the great god of disorder back.

"Let me introduce you to everyone first. This is Mr. Dou.JR. Nivar. From today on, he will be the new leader of our sect."

Everyone was stunned and forgot to applaud. It was said that Mr. Dou was a foreigner and had just arrived at Excel for more than a week and he had already become a senior executive? God knew how much money and time the people in the room had spent to get to their current positions.

Lewis also saw what they were thinking from everyone's faces, cleared his throat and continued:

"Mr. Bean is a profound and wise mystic scholar. Not only has he seen the great and immortal Basatan with his own eyes, he also has an ancient connection with other gods that goes beyond the contract. You may have heard about what happened last night."

"The gods appeared! Knowledge that cannot be seen by mortals was poured out. It was all thanks to Mr. Bean's own efforts that this indescribable grand mass was completed."

When he said this, the faces of the senior officials showed awe. Although they worshipped gods, the difficult secrets were difficult to understand. How could the person in front of them serve two gods with a mortal body? Even if such a person wanted to create his own sect, it would be easy.

"Pa pa pa" solemn applause sounded rhythmically.

"Let's let Mr. Bean talk and give us some advice on the affairs of our sect to avoid making the same mistakes again."

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